Savage (F.L.G.M.)
Did you see me in your future
When you looked in my eyes
You be telling me you love me
Cause you love telling lies
Compulsive had me acting Impulsive
You stabbed me in the back
All you missing is knives
From your lips on mine
To you kissing my thighs
I could never place my eyes
On no other guy
All you wanted was white girls
And brown liquor
But when you coming down
Tell me who around witcha
From the beginning to the end
I was more than a friend
Gave you all of my love
All you did was pretend
Cause my mum shut me out
And my sis ain't around
if it wasn't for my dad
I'd be best off dead
Cause you didn't pick me up
Like them bags did you
And you didn't have my back
When I backed for you
Boy you broke and you bummy
All you do is take from me
How you turn me to a savage
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
How you call yourself my mum
But you never play your roll
Call the cops on me
Then you file an AVO
Me and you was cool
Right before you started trippin
Act game
Got you out here playing victim
How'd it fall apart
I don't understand
How'd the coldest heart
Get the upper hand
Things got heated and I saw your true colours
There was no grey area
We living in hysteria
You was tryna get the drop on me
From my friends
But it only helped me see
That were all pretend
And I could care less about them
It was you that left me for dead in the end
If you can't trust your mother
Then you can't trust another
Ima real bitch
And you'll never hear me stutter
But I'm cold
cause all you did was take from me
How you turn me to a savage
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Hearts colder than its ever been before
Can't take the pain can't take the pain no more
You fooled me once I never fold no more
You fooled me once I never fold no more
Hearts colder than it's ever been before
When you looked in my eyes
You be telling me you love me
Cause you love telling lies
Compulsive had me acting Impulsive
You stabbed me in the back
All you missing is knives
From your lips on mine
To you kissing my thighs
I could never place my eyes
On no other guy
All you wanted was white girls
And brown liquor
But when you coming down
Tell me who around witcha
From the beginning to the end
I was more than a friend
Gave you all of my love
All you did was pretend
Cause my mum shut me out
And my sis ain't around
if it wasn't for my dad
I'd be best off dead
Cause you didn't pick me up
Like them bags did you
And you didn't have my back
When I backed for you
Boy you broke and you bummy
All you do is take from me
How you turn me to a savage
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
How you call yourself my mum
But you never play your roll
Call the cops on me
Then you file an AVO
Me and you was cool
Right before you started trippin
Act game
Got you out here playing victim
How'd it fall apart
I don't understand
How'd the coldest heart
Get the upper hand
Things got heated and I saw your true colours
There was no grey area
We living in hysteria
You was tryna get the drop on me
From my friends
But it only helped me see
That were all pretend
And I could care less about them
It was you that left me for dead in the end
If you can't trust your mother
Then you can't trust another
Ima real bitch
And you'll never hear me stutter
But I'm cold
cause all you did was take from me
How you turn me to a savage
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Fuck love get money
Hearts colder than its ever been before
Can't take the pain can't take the pain no more
You fooled me once I never fold no more
You fooled me once I never fold no more
Hearts colder than it's ever been before
Credits
Writer(s): Jelal Edmonds, Kiril Ivanovski, Amarni Skaf, Andhika Tahta
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